Voiceover: It was once again evidence found by a shepherd that enabled a young biologist from the university of Karkof[????] to observe an Almasty on the 29 Aug 1991 in this stable.
Shepherd: He came and asked if the Almasty came here sometimes, and it was here he saw one for the first time. I showed him in the stable the horses with plaited manes* and I asked him who did the plaiting and why. Patchenko spent the night here. He slept over there, and the horses were tied up here.
[His words are translated into French] “I fell asleep and was still sleeping when the Almasty came into the stable. I was a few metres away from him. It was dark, but through the opening by which he came the moon shone. It was a full moon on that night. [Before I could see him; avant je na’i pu le voir – the French translation is clearly audible but makes no sense ] he was standing upright near a horse. He was plaiting its mane. And as far as I could judge, its arms at the minimum reached his knees.
But I repeat I didn’t see his knees. His fur hid half of his body. I heard him emit sounds. Not words, but more of a murmur. I had a camera with a flash, but no battery. I couldn’t find them. [Then why is he sleeping in the stable, if he’s not prepared???-Jo] After all is said, I think that the Almasty belongs to a branch of man’s ancestors.”
Voiceover: Gregory Patchenko is a member of the Society ??????? [ de Russi, Dr Koffman is President. At 74 years old, she’s never been fortunate enough to see the Almasty, the object of her quest.
A seasoned mountaineer, Marie-Jeanne knows the subtlety of the mountains [sorry, this entire paragraph is rather clunky; the original is pointlessly poetic in the grand French documentary manner], and each corner of the Kabardino-Balkarian Republic that she is so fond. Her name is nearly as well-known as that of the Almasty. In the Caucasus she has also known the terrible years of the Second World War as captain of a Red Army mountain battalion. And by chance of numerous observations of wild men gathered over a long period by the Professor Boris Porchnev, who she collaborated with. She knows better than most the dossier of relic hominins. In the different Caucus republics multiple witness statements reinforce her certainty, even if the restraint of the investigator cannot bring irrefutable proof of the Almasty’s existence, she speaks of it in the conditional. And it’s towards new tracks that she takes us, rendezvous manqué de quelques jours avec l’homme a semele de vent [fundamentally this means the Almasty was here a few days earlier].
M-J K: There’s a [???? Plantaire?] very marked. I see a [sorry, she has got an accent and is talking into the footprint with the river in the background. If I translated this I’d be guessing]
Perhaps he stopped here. [more indistinct dialogue] The only thing we can do now is go up and down the stream, because here, we can’t get out. We want proof, direct or indirect of the Almasty’s existence, but obviously it isn’t enough for science. We must have the creature’s body or bones in our hands.
Voiceover: Even without a photograph of the Almasty, we must resign ourselves to leaving Kabardino-Balkaria. We find Andre in Moscow, studying the prints.
Foot specialist Andre finds the last set of footprints more convincing than that of Maray de Hip Soco [need a map for the location].
Andre: Using this method we can see that the way the foot is placed is the same as that of a human. This form is for us characteristic of a relic hominin. [he speaks in English, and thinks there is a similarity between the prints and those of a Neanderthal]. I think it’s a very positive result for this expedition.
Voiceover: And if the prints are really those of an Almasty, our witnesses won’t have imagined things and their reports would become credible.
[with hat] He was this size
About this size…
Lady with scarf: He was bigger than me
Voiceover: Was it a woman?
Woman: No, a male
Man: They emit sounds but nobody understands them
Bobblehat Physically he’s strong, around 2-2.10m. And a bit stooped, with bent legs, and arms, too.
Last man: I called like that, for no reason. And I thought, what is this, there are no man here… [
Voiceover: The solitude accompanies the footsteps of the investigator who digs new paths for science. Dr Koffmann follows her research far from knowing [un anime de ces pert: that’s what it sounds like; can’t make a sentence out of the individual words]. In a time of science and technological development that demystifies our origins and turns our future upside down, dreams become our last place of adventure. Of its kind, the Almasty deserves to exist. An invisible cousin survives [xxxxxx] a legend of all those who refute its existence.